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"innerself" poems
With your words that made me fly somehow. But hidden within ur innerself its always been your sweetest lie. Talking bout your dreams devouring me like ashes twisted and slowly disappearing. The truth acts like a spirited-away. Letting it fly back to its inside. There's this always inside of you. Something hidden and somethng blocked. Stopping you from outpouring what's inside. Mind and heart was in despair. They were always contrary but hearing all! With your honesty, i know there is all the droppin of everythng. All numb but eyes were all blown. I cant stop it. But all a could say. Everythng was fragile. Revenge has always been part of the human soul. not in its anatomy form or any interior or exterior aspects. But functioning with its own parts. Its the anger! Where it all starts. Jealousy and hurt were the main stream and always end to suffering. Thats all for love. We'd all be needing for us to feel even. Just a pinch of happiness just to get fair for someone that we love but did somethng wrong within us breaking us. Attacking every tiny vessels which in the end, Turning us into an evil creature. It was a buss - telling me it was that simple thing. Not to make it more bigger. But lets end this up. Still it hurts,... Still. Its another woman. Such senstivity arising.
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Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
Tirade; sensitivity
I know what lots of people think I know just what they say I hear them talk behind my back I hear them every day But no one really knows who I Or anyone can be If all they do is criticize The part of me they see There's more to me than dull, gray eyes And bushy, ugly hair I know I'm short with crooked teeth And I don't really care If all you see is ugly me Then look deeper inside Look into my innerself And see just what I hide I always envied all the girls With popularity The girls with perfect shining eyes I fumed with jealousy Even though they laughed at me And called me certain names I still dreamed to be like them For this, I was insane 'Cause why on Earth should I regret That I don't look like them? I like myself and how I look On the outside and within Anyone that laughs at girls Less beautiful than they Should come to see their hearts of black Are worse than eyes of gray Sticks and stones may break my bones But words won't break my pride 'Cause when we're dead our body's gone And we're left with what's inside.
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Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 4:12 PM UTC
Jealous
An angel told me yesterday To live One has to die first And I did Now is this life Where my thoughts corrode My innerself And mind takes over My Senses And finds no solace The Chaos balancing two opposites Continues to lives in past Looks upto future But never stays In The present Is this life Where all one does Is to pay for Past Karma as they call While one does not even know How much balance one still has To pay How can I live my life When Whenever I ask the angels They let me die Another death.
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Sep 13, 2010
Sep 13, 2010 at 4:20 AM UTC
The life as it is...
Work to do. I've always dreamt of impossible realities, I've learnt from certain fatalities, Things get hard with every second passing, Your innerself dieing and anger lashing; Get a grip on your emotions and pick yourself, Because nothing can degrade you but yourself, Guard your mind from useless words, Let not become the castle of queens an empty hearse, Keep chaising the dream you live for, The dream you've placed in your soul's core. Keep the spark alive until your last breath.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
guidance
Out of crassitude with gross vision Awakened to just another lip service A mind deaf and obstinate to my opinion A heart so hard , the passion waned From your cup I tested the wine felt amiably pleasant in a moment devine your decietful tone blurred my senses A vocal utterance breaking through my defences On the eve of crossing the line my liberty denied being subject to your concience my innerself detected an accurate vivid sign A discovery that revealed a Vision unclear
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:55 PM UTC
Blurred vision
So many ways to love. So discover it. So many ways to care. So locate it. So many ways to feel. So feel it. Take a mythical journey down the path of expression. And I guarantee you adore what you're after. So many ways to fail. Don't do it. So many things to try. So try it. Let your innerself free. And be what you would like to be. Forget the dreams. And make it a reality. So many ways to say I love you. So say it. So, do we run from it.
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Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 7:58 AM UTC
So Many Ways
Once upon a time I came into this world Where I've made bad decisions and wrong choices. Where I don't like everything. Where everything's different than my expectations. Where my strength seemingly lost beneath the shadows of my soul. Where I had trusted the wrong people once again. Where everything I do, I am at loss. I find myself standing no where. I cannot achieve my dreams So, I have to dare myself. Dare myself to dream. To fly high and high in the starry sky. I have to stand again to make a change in my life. I have to let the colors of my heart take command that " Yes, this time I will. " I have to paint myself in a picture, where I am nourishing my soul. Where I am reaching my dreams. Opening up my heart and letting go all the sorrows and grief from the past one year I have endured. Closing my eyes and searching for self love which can make my soul glow. Telling myself once again that everything starts with me. One warm hug can make me full of life and energy to appreciate myself more for all those mistakes I have made. I found myself reflecting on the memories of the past. And I wish I could hold my broken self in my shattered hands. Strengthen myself and wash away my all fears, Give the world around me peace and happiness. So, my innerself can once again know that I still have time for the breaths I have yet to take. For all those unwrapped memories, I still have to unfold. For those passions, secrets and dreams I have yet to discover. I have strength in me for all the new adventures of my life. I know, destiny is strange with its twists and turns. I've learned that I still have to learn a lot. Again, I am going to live this day like the first time. I make promise to myself that I will make the most of the moments again and again. Maybe I will mistakes again for the first time. But I will smile, I will feel hurt and cry old tears. I will try for myself again. I will pray to ALLAH for guiding me on they right way. After the completion of every year On a special day of my birthday. I will write something again to encourage myself for the next year. I will write some words to heal my injured soul with the bruises of last year. I will console my soul. The birthday girl on her birthday will appreciate her soul and gather courage to complete one year more with the words " In Sha Allah" on her lips.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:55 PM UTC
Birthday Girl
Once upon a time I came into this world Where I've made bad decisions and wrong choices. Where I don't like everything. Where everything's different than my expectations. Where my strength seemingly lost beneath the shadows of my soul. Where I had trusted the wrong people once again. Where everything I do, I am at loss. I find myself standing no where. I cannot achieve my dreams So, I have to dare myself. Dare myself to dream. To fly high and high in the starry sky. I have to stand again to make a change in my life. I have to let the colors of my heart take command that " Yes, this time I will. " I have to paint myself in a picture, where I am nourishing my soul. Where I am reaching my dreams. Opening up my heart and letting go all the sorrows and grief from the past one year I have endured. Closing my eyes and searching for self love which can make my soul glow. Telling myself once again that everything starts with me. One warm hug can make me full of life and energy to appreciate myself more for all those mistakes I have made. I found myself reflecting on the memories of the past. And I wish I could hold my broken self in my shattered hands. Strengthen myself and wash away my all fears, Give the world around me peace and happiness. So, my innerself can once again know that I still have time for the breaths I have yet to take. For all those unwrapped memories, I still have to unfold. For those passions, secrets and dreams I have yet to discover. I have strength in me for all the new adventures of my life. I know, destiny is strange with its twists and turns. I've learned that I still have to learn a lot. Again, I am going to live this day like the first time. I make promise to myself that I will make the most of the moments again and again. Maybe I will mistakes again for the first time. But I will smile, I will feel hurt and cry old tears. I will try for myself again. I will pray to ALLAH for guiding me on they right way. After the completion of every year On a special day of my birthday. I will write something again to encourage myself for the next year. I will write some words to heal my injured soul with the bruises of last year. I will console my soul. The birthday girl on her birthday will appreciate her soul and gather courage to complete one year more with the words " In Sha Allah" on her lips.
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Sometimes, you wonder about us as folks. The way we think things should be. Because, many times it doesn't concern us. We just wants to be part of the mix. Or , least thik it makes common sense. Oh, why do he has something like her on his arm? I know he can find someone just as beautiful. And this is where judgement begins. Her innerself just might had impressed him. Cause many gorgeous women depends upon looks. Oh, why is she with him? As, if it's our life that they are living. And same as before. This might be man of choice she wants to love. Some of the best looking folks have been with people for looks. And probably found out that's not, what they wanted. But this is just a opinion. Except, we as folks just needs to remember. The one we love, they probably judge too. Cause looks are in the eyes of the beholder.
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 8:16 AM UTC
Looks(The Eyes of the Beholder)
Some say, I'm serious too much. They just down see the clown in me around you. I keep this hidden. Only reserve for you. Yes, I'm a fool concerning you. But in a good way. If my humor makes you smile. Then you comprehend this side of me, as sweet. If a wink of my eye is notice by you. Then I accomplished making you you blush. Love has a way of making you do odd things. Like on the spur of the moment surprising her. With flowers. With cards. Or maybe on the spur of the moment romantic love. Which I won't speak further about. But the wise minds know, what I'm talking about? A scream. A shout. Where you both letting your innerself out. So, if some only see the serious side of me. That's just because they not the one claiming to love me. Cause you only see the silly side of me. The silly side of me that makes you laugh. The silly side of me that keeps you smiling. Or stop the tears when you feel the need to cry. I guess this's the reason , I'm your guy.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
Silly Side of Me
innerself potentially decides between wrong and right in a jiffy, that stays eternally. poetry that sprouts from such a bud remains green as a falsified desiccates to elope ephemerally... when poets become thieves and thieves poets poetic flow even then, in its riverline travels to unknown away where beauty in thought and action reigns as thieves write poetry and poets the theft, dismally.
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 10:49 AM UTC
Th( ief)matic Poetry
As the moon grew full so did the sorrow in her mind, the night she picked up the knife instead of the pen For the drops on the floor were more poetically true of her innerself than her open ended words on that paper could ever be...
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 10:32 PM UTC
Dotted Paper
At the helm of knowing the truth, somewhere, far off your comfort zone, on the tiller of becoming someone's shadow, In a slow motion to diversity quite certain of a million ways to succeed, only to get fastened and lost in a cold world At the notion of love being a heartache, nothing but pain Much as you can't recognise the man in the mirror, the door to your heart remains closed, to the sharing of your troubled times When you thought your head was standing upright, your body firmly on your feet, the wind came tossing your joy away, your confidence got swept aside and your innerself drooped When you walked to the dead end but still wanted to breath, your soul willing to live, your heart yearning to give when you were seated on your bed, your face wrapped in your hands, whispering to yourself , that it will be alright, Thats when you dig too deep to find yourself
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
Find yourself
Everyday you come across many people Short, tall, black, white, round, slim, pretty and ugly You learn eventually that these people become gone Gone is many ways Gone towards you Gone towards themselves Spritrualy, mentally, physically, and financially The truth is that these strangers are your friends, your lover, your family. They take you on beautiful strolls to contemplate on life They take a toll on your life They take a hold on your life Accepting the love we think we deserve has hit me the worst Wherever it may be you would like to be accepted At school At home At work Anywhere, acception is key Have you ever wondered why people feel the need to be accepted by someone that truly does not care for their being? It's an indescribable pain Being unaccepted can taunt your innerself and make you believe you cannot live without You're mental and physical frame convinces you to believe that you will never be good enough for anything or anyone Still people chose to hold on and continue to what cannot be The madness of this is that while we try to spread love we have not recieved it back and we can but not from the people we deeply desire for
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May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 3:07 AM UTC
Accepting
Constantly fighting with my innerself, begging my mind to forget, this my heart is weak for what it yeans,  lord knows no good can come off this. That swèet smell of you; The aroma always daring me to get closer; And you, such a devil you are, you deny me not. A stare into your eyes urging me on, and you keep drawing closer to me, I feel your body heat entering inside of me. I feel you possessing me, it’s crazy I know… That vanilla taste in you, memories reminding me to want to bit your lower lip, just to see your eyes bubble out in a fright of me, routine way i move my finger on your arm, magic trick, always seems to work. You always saw my next move, it’s like you knew my every intention, and I recall your every reaction It was all too easy, my heart paced as i made my move, but you, so calm and collected, expecting my every approach, meeting my kiss half way each time, so perfect we could rhyme. I was thinking am playing, but maybe there, I was the one being played So I just want to forget, but... My face fails to ignore the bliss that your memory brings, I smile and it’s all because of you. Frequent laughter most times in silence, from memories of then, now. I cannot get used to this, a mad man in the eyes of many, I am definitely insane, but how? I won’t lie, I never saw this…never even hoped for it, my wishes never got this far And I could never have a dream this wild, not in any day dream or romantic thought in all those lonely nights, all loving with no fights? We walk too close to the edge you and me, I love the fear of falling, it’s so arousing Maybe the only time I feel alive, being alive is excruciating, but for sanity I will walk away I go for only a short while, you know very well that I am addicted, and i will be coming back for more Moving towards an end is so stimulating, it’s like walking to your death, seeing your body transforming into a godly being, all in your conscious, priceless! What most fear we embrace, What most hear from whispers as taboo on dark corners, we enjoy in our lustful ways This cannot be love, it’s too real that it is surreal. I am now suffering from these pleasures that you bestow on yours truly, Man was never made to love this strong, I tremble from the touch of your finger, I reach out to your departing shadow, I can feel the warmth of your perk in my memory, and i hear your voice wake me from my dreams. Impossible but true, we have been served a dish for two…
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
"Dish for two"
Constantly fighting with my innerself, begging my mind to forget, this my heart is weak for what it yeans,  lord knows no good can come off this. That swèet smell of you; The aroma always daring me to get closer; And you, such a devil you are, you deny me not. A stare into your eyes urging me on, and you keep drawing closer to me, I feel your body heat entering inside of me. I feel you possessing me, it’s crazy I know… That vanilla taste in you, memories reminding me to want to bit your lower lip, just to see your eyes bubble out in a fright of me, routine way i move my finger on your arm, magic trick, always seems to work. You always saw my next move, it’s like you knew my every intention, and I recall your every reaction It was all too easy, my heart paced as i made my move, but you, so calm and collected, expecting my every approach, meeting my kiss half way each time, so perfect we could rhyme. I was thinking am playing, but maybe there, I was the one being played So I just want to forget, but... My face fails to ignore the bliss that your memory brings, I smile and it’s all because of you. Frequent laughter most times in silence, from memories of then, now. I cannot get used to this, a mad man in the eyes of many, I am definitely insane, but how? I won’t lie, I never saw this…never even hoped for it, my wishes never got this far And I could never have a dream this wild, not in any day dream or romantic thought in all those lonely nights, all loving with no fights? We walk too close to the edge you and me, I love the fear of falling, it’s so arousing Maybe the only time I feel alive, being alive is excruciating, but for sanity I will walk away I go for only a short while, you know very well that I am addicted, and i will be coming back for more Moving towards an end is so stimulating, it’s like walking to your death, seeing your body transforming into a godly being, all in your conscious, priceless! What most fear we embrace, What most hear from whispers as taboo on dark corners, we enjoy in our lustful ways This cannot be love, it’s too real that it is surreal. I am now suffering from these pleasures that you bestow on yours truly, Man was never made to love this strong, I tremble from the touch of your finger, I reach out to your departing shadow, I can feel the warmth of your perk in my memory, and i hear your voice wake me from my dreams. Impossible but true, we have been served a dish for two…
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Dear darling my one and only You make my heart flatter in ways l cant explain How could someone make me feel this way The feeling is unexplainable but it brings joy to my innerself I never understood the power of love until l met you Oh my darling sweetheart My heart has chosen you You have found a perfect spot in my heart You now have the only thing l swore l wouldn't give anyone You have my heart now keep it safe My precious darling
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Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 6:09 AM UTC
My Darling
Away from the chaos I lit my cigarette and puff the smoke hard gruelling to recall your Potriat that every bone is colliding in agony turning into ashes But I am unable to see your silhouette I am piercing my innerself for you in this gloomy night, but i am diving in the uncanny gallery The pain is foreshadowing of the woeful future But now i am immobile Grieving the lullably from the distant window Hoping now i will shed tears But emotions and heart are not synchronizing any longer Even oasis can be a myth from near But you are the essence precedes existence Now I prefer evil over good Evil has become my ally giving me morphine love "You are no longer my addiction My writing doesnt belong to you anymore".
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 12:56 PM UTC
Untitled
Preaching of Almighty Religiously with love And sincere devotion Yielding oneself Eternally within Him Realising one's innerself
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Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
PRAYER
Away from the chaos I lit my cigarette and puff the smoke hard gruelling to recall your Potriat that every bone is colliding in agony turning into ashes But I am unable to see your silhouette I am piercing my innerself for you in this gloomy night, but i am diving in the uncanny gallery The pain is foreshadowing of the woeful future But now i am immobile Grieving the lullably from the distant window Hoping now i will shed tears But emotions and heart are not synchronizing any longer Even oasis can be a myth from near But you are the essence precedes existence Now I prefer evil over good Evil has become my ally giving me morphine love "You are no longer my addiction My writing doesnt belong to you anymore".
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 1:21 PM UTC
Untitled
Fire is his head, the sun and moon his eyes, Space his ears, the mind his breath, the universe his heart ♥, From his feet the earth has originated. He is the innerself of all beings.
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Mar 11, 2021
Mar 11, 2021 at 1:21 AM UTC
Lord Shiva
It's a secret, That lies within everyone But is known by none It's a secret, Masked by everyone But is faced by none It's a secret, Unique for everyone But is recognized by none It's your innerself, Faked by everyone But is displayed by none
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Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 11:04 PM UTC
A Secret...
Another moment to ponder hold your breath,for a while maybe a minute or two converge all your consciousness to your brain solicitously intrigue it to process your subconscious and conscious then release your fear...for its nothing but anxiety of your expectations let the pain go...it should not consume your innerself its just hunting thoughts of the past and it was never made to stay picture yourself succeeding in your plans for this is who you are a conqurer Now breath out...
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 12:01 PM UTC
Solitude Allusion
If you commit a sin, There is always a place to win. God can lie about that place, But truth will be unfolded by your within. And you know your innerself never committed a sin. To seek purity you can go to heaven or hell. But only thing that is pure is your soul. It is like diamond in the field of coal. And the coal is your sin. The diamond is your within.
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 4:52 AM UTC
INNER FLAME
After being tortured for a year, She started to live in fear Until an invisible hand held her for her support, And she started to loosing her fear, She started to talk with a person who is almost invisible She started to talk with an invisible person, May be it can be her innerself or an imagination, But this invisible person make her a new person. Now she is not an afraid girl. She is a girl full of confidence and courage. She have courage to fight back all the difficulties. An invisible person made her courageous and brave, And she has became a lawyer, Who do fight for justice Whenever in the needs that invisible person is the only support she have. It's unbelievable but it's the truth that an invisible person has changed her and her life positively.
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Jun 25, 2021
Jun 25, 2021 at 12:24 PM UTC
An invisible person
My Heart fell to the ground when I saw you I was spilt in half I had to learn to build myself up and become the person my innerself feared You helped me become who I am today My anxiety kept me silent and I’m learning to break it and beat it I’m the warrior and anxiety is my cancer Fight until you can’t no more Don’t let your fear beat you to the ground and become your leader Rebel through it all Become fearless and don’t let it be the death of you You are strong enough to win
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 9:15 PM UTC
Don’t give up